Mrs. Ouyang Second Lady was waiting by her husband day and night, with her eyes full of fanaticism.\\www,qb5.c0m//She didn't care about the life or death of this man who once possessed her own body. In fact, most of the time she married into the Ouyang family was for today. The work of cracking the Minglei Battleship in the past six months was very smooth. Although it only broke through for a short time, it had shaken its roots. Her son Ouyang Beichen will inherit everything from the Ouyang Mansion and even become a newcomer in Tianyi.

"Mother, what do so many doctors do? My father's condition has not improved at all. Haotian, a little hun, is really unfilial." Ouyang Beichen helped Ouyang Yue wipe his head full of sweat, without knowing the fate that was about to unfold. He was not a heartless and righteous person.

The second wife said coldly and disdainfully: "What is Ouyang Haotian? She thinks that if you climb Xiao Qingtian, you can get involved in Ouyang's mansion? He is a dream. Chen'er, it's time to tell you some things that your father is not sick at all, but his soul is impacted. If everything goes well, some seal on Ouyang Yue will be transferred to you, so that my mother will not let Ouyang Haotian get close to the couchyun hall. That son does not deserve the opportunity to inherit the divine object."

"Mom, what did you say? Why can't I understand? Has Haotian already returned home? Why didn't he let him visit his father, and he didn't let me go out? What did you hide from?"

"Chen'er, Mom is for your own good. After the matter is over, we mother and son will go wherever we want. Don't you want to marry Miss Zhang? Even if she doesn't agree, she will not be able to compete under pressure from elders. It's too late for Xiao Qingtian to intervene in Ouyang's Mansion. If they were ten or eight years ahead of time, it would be possible, and now they are really delusional."

Ouyang Beichen became increasingly confused and vaguely felt that his father Ouyang Yue was sick and implicated, but he cared more about marrying Shen Manrong and was willing to do anything in order to achieve this goal.

Under the lamp, the mother and son talked sensually, and the second wife told the Ouyang family secretly to her son. Ouyang Beichen's eyes gradually lit up, and his hands were tightly grasped, and a strong voice surged: "You can't let your second brother Ouyang Haotian get close to your father, only I, Ouyang Beichen, is the authentic heir."

These people were deliberately preventing the design, and they never dreamed that Ouyang Haotian was no longer in the world. At this moment, the fake Ouyang Haotian was counting on time to put on his night clothes, and walked out of the hut with purple killing sword in his hand. Without waiting for the secret whistle to send out the message, he shook his hands and shook out more than ten fine needles. The five people collapsed on the ground one after another, and the figure in the yard flashed and disappeared into the night.

Tian Maoping stole along the way, relying on Yu Yan's command to eliminate nineteen people, all of whom were poisonous to penetrate the brain and ended his life on the spot. Suddenly, there was a fighting voice in the North Courtyard, secretly scolding Xiao Qingtian NV people for not having professional standards. Isn't it obvious to tell the enemy that he was coming? He didn't care about anything else, and lowered his body and sneaked into Jingzu Hall.

Perhaps the second wife turned all her attention to the Cycloud Hall, and the prevention here was not as tight as imagined. She quietly used her body technique to kill all the ambush, and identified the trap in all directions, drifted towards the mén with her energy, glanced at her for a few glances, and smiled, and said intimately: "It is obviously a nine-button chain lock design. There is indeed a mechanism installed in the hall, but the technique is a little immature and it is easy to crack."

Tian Maoping's secret movement of the true energy trembled continuously, and the mechanism on the hall slowly loosened. He took the opportunity to pry open the slit and flattened his body and squeezed in. Then he took out the fire break and looked at the surrounding environment slightly. The more he looked, the more he was happy: "Nine-buckle chain locks, silk needle crossbow array, gossip mother bells, flying spring cloud light bullets, these are all copied without any novelty, but there is still warning function. We must go on and check it quickly, and hope that Liu Wushuang's wife will not go to Ouyang Haotian, and it is safer to stay in the cottage with Xuanxuan."

The footsteps were stalked, the body turned sharply, the flipped over, and the tricky move. Tian Maoping was very skilled and brave. The simple mechanism trap was useless in front of him. Soon he reached the switch position and slapped a few times. The ground swayed and opened, and soft light was emitted from below. After a moment, the Zi Killing Sword jumped in. The foot was just down and the head was closed automatically. Finally, he entered the inside of the Minglei battleship. From this moment on, he had to concentrate and not ignore any details.

Walking down the magnetic xing staircase, I don’t know where the soft light comes from. The fresh air circulates automatically and does not feel the same as the closed space.

When you enter the corridor, the ground is full of solidified blood stains and metal fragments. There must have been a desperate battle here. It seems that the hidden dangers have been cleared and a lot of effort has been saved. Tian Maoping moved forward in small steps, and he can truly see the mood of the ancient cultivator's creatures. This is the dream time. You have to find the core part of the warship to see what kind of operation mode it is.

A spacious hall appeared at the end of the corridor, which was a bit similar to a place to receive foreign guests. The walls were cast with elegant bronze patterns, but they were covered with clear sword marks. The huge incense burner in the hall had also become fragments. It should be that the early entrants encountered strong attacks and had to use tough measures under the circumstances. Unfortunately, nothing valuable was left behind.

Tian Maoping drove straight in, traveling through several halls in succession to the second floor of the Minglei Battleship, which was obviously much more complicated here. Huge gears were covered with spider webs, and thick pipes were everywhere. Most of the pivot bearings were misaligned. Judging from the scene, I had suffered a serious blow. I can't imagine what kind of force destroyed the Minglei Battleship so thoroughly, and followed the path opened by my predecessors to the third floor.

As soon as he came down from the floating ladder, Yu Yan reminded: "It's very unsafe here. My power of jing is greatly repelled. There must be some special existence that restricts the beast pattern. The owner will retreat quickly when the opportunity is not good. Don't be reckless..." Before he finished speaking, a rumbling sound rang in his ears, as if something was rolling in.

After a moment, the cold light and light shè, quickly turned the purple killing sword to defend, and the "ding ding dangdang" was endless. Tian Maoping saw that the attack came from three 75 cm high hollow spheres. They were mainly pendulum structures and had needle crossbows. They didn't know how to locate the enemy. The attack was accurate and fierce, and the reaction was slow and the first half of the beat, they had to be beaten into a sieve.

Five minutes later, the storm and storm had finished venting the crossbow. Tian Maoping saw the right time and was about to draw his sword, but unexpectedly, the three spherical mechanisms reacted faster than him. More than ten daggers popped out with a "clang" and the ball buzzed and turned, forming a rolling knife mountain at a special angle. In desperation, he had to float back and avoid the attack.

"What a powerful mechanism, we need to capture these three spheres and study them carefully." Tian Maoping never gave up easily, so he jumped over from the sword mountain. Unexpected things happened, and three red beams came from below. No matter how fast he moved, he had no time to stop it. "Puff, puff" two "Puff" sounds painful on his shoulders and left ribs.

"Huh? The energy of protecting the body is useless. I was injured. What kind of light is that?" He ran out, his clothes on his shoulder were broken, and the three-centimeter-diameter blood hole was sprayed out, and the injury was terrible. The left rib was not much better, and the blood rou was blurred and the wound could not contract for the time being. He used the true energy to stop the bleeding quickly. Fortunately, a beam of light did not hit the body, otherwise it would be even more unbearable.

Tian Maoping knew that he underestimated these three ghost mechanisms. The purple killing sword turned into a ten-meter-long edge and attacked with all his strength. He had to destroy them first, otherwise he would wait to escape.

The sword body shaking technique is worthy of its profound and profound skills. When the sword goes down, the metal powder rises up and cuts open two spherical mechanisms, but there is another one that turns slowly, jumps and hits Tian Maoping's mouth when it is inconsistent.

The change in the mechanism at the time of the battle was incredible, almost no less than the three experts who joined forces to attack. The Zikang Sword was unable to attack back. Tian Maoping's waist and eyes fell down and almost avoided the fatal threat. He knew that he could not let the sphere mechanism emit a terrible red light again, and he slapped the ground with his backhand and stirred the sword light. He used all the strength to take out. Finally, the blade was successfully resolved. The powerful mechanism turned a few times and gradually stopped, and the internal movement was spread all over the floor.

"Ha, is it finally over? Sure enough, there are great gains in entering the Minglei Battleship. Three spherical mechanisms are of great benefit to studying ancient mechanism techniques. What does wound pain count as? These are all treasures!"

Tian Maoping hurriedly lay on the ground to collect all the body fragments. After cleaning the battlefield, he grinned and sat up. While swallowing the yào pills, he thought: "What is hidden in front? The red light makes people feel palpitations. Fortunately, it doesn't penetrate the body. If you are strong enough to be immortal, you will peel off the skin. The defense ability of the mechanism here is also excellent. Once you encounter the need to take all your strength, there is no room for turning around. Those who entered the previous ones will definitely die for a lifetime and sacrifice countless lives."

After the breathing adjustment, I continued to explore carefully and soon arrived at the foot of a ten-meter high furnace. Three passages appeared in front of me. Which one should I choose to enter? Without waiting for a decision, the three passages sounded loudly at the same time, and fifteen spherical mechanisms rolled out in a hurry. It was too late to evacuate. Several red lights followed one after another, blocking all retreat routes, and were about to kill the intruders here.

The purple killing sword is like a roaring dragon, fighting hard against the continuous strangling of the spherical mechanism. Tian Maoping took action to consume huge real energy moves, slashing horizontally and vertically, constantly changing positions, in order to avoid the occasional pursuit of the red sè beam.

As time passes by bit by bit, the red lights appear during the confrontation process not without any signs, but light up the faint red dots first and then gather in one second before they gather. With this kind of cognition, he is no longer timid when he starts. He opens the sword light and flies, and eliminates five or six frames in an instant, enhancing his confidence in defeat.

If there were only a dozen spherical mechanisms alone, then Tian Maoping could still deal with it. However, as he was fighting, he suddenly felt a gust of wind bulging from the high place. With a "swoosh", a three-meter-long yin shadow pounced down from the huge furnace. The purple killing sword hurriedly circled to attract defense, but the force was really unmatched. He blew blood like a broken string kite. He knew that it was very difficult to deal with the god of killing. In desperation, he took out the golden dragon shirt and prepared to fight to the death.

A mechanical scorpion jumped out of the shadow, with a body like a pipa, with obvious tail segments, yellowish-brown appearance, and lighter ventral and appendage face. Tian Maoping was not discouraged, but was happy when he saw the hunter, and laughed indulgedly: "Hahaha, he***, I want you."
Chapter completed!